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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 21, 2019 12:20:23 GMT 1
A drunk, somewhat comatose and off his face vampire apparently makes for a very difficult patient. Ezra had spent the night after he'd bitten that green blooded fae in the medical center practically snapping at everybody who attempted to touch the piece of metal that had pierced through his thigh. His muscle and skin had healed around the thing and now it didn't really hurt, it was more of a pain in the ass and caused jolts of pain whenever he caught it on something but he most certainly didn't have the balls to pull it out himself and he certainly wasn't going to be sticking around in the medical center when he'd heard the nurses talking about some doctor who was just going to come along and yank the thing out. It sounded horrific. So, he'd slipped away whilst he could, the remnants of Zack's blood in his system fuelling him and the mild sedative he'd been given was nowhere near what he usually doses himself with..
However, he wasn't running for the sake of being a pain in the ass. He was just a bit scared, the Jinn may laugh in the face of pain most of the time but nothing about having a skewer wrenched out of his leg sounded like a pleasant idea and he'd worked himself up into a bit of a panic.
Which was how he ended up sat behind the sofa in the dorm common room at 2am in the morning. He knew the band around his wrist would be tracking where he was but so far nobody had come from him and so he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He needed a smoke. Or some kind of pill. Or hell another shot or seven of some fae if he could get hold of it. Not having easy access to his drugs wasn't doing him any real favours and his mental state was most definitely suffering as a side effect of it. He was actually beginning to feel like he was the bitter little brat people kept on making him out to be and .. well, it didn't help matters.
"Fuck people," he muttered to himself as he pushed a hand through the hair that had flopped over his forehead. If he had the capabilities right now he'd be sweating, withdrawal hitting him like a steam train, but he just appeared jittery and a little anxious instead. Thankfully though there wasn't anybody around so far. How long that'd last he has no idea though.
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Sept 27, 2019 16:59:37 GMT 1
Ziggy had been out for a walk and to nibble on a few mice. Once a fox always a fox, he can’t ignore that side of himself and would not want to no mattar what some might say of him hunting rodent. But he was making his way back to the dorms now, keeping as asked to his curfew in order to keep the staff off his case.
The fox was quite quickly adapting to Manson and its customs as the place really didn’t seem to work a whole lot differently to how his old slaver situation did, in that if you keep the masters happy, you will be happy, and that it seemed anyone was willing to do almost anything for a price. Ziggy didn’t really care if he was the one paying up more than receiving if it got him to where he wanted to be, info was just as precious as items for him right now, but ultimately he wanted to be the one getting more than giving and being able to name the price. Of course some people never ask for much. It is those you want to keep around. What is worthless to you can mean everything to another if you paint it well enough.
With a smile on his face Ziggy thought back fondly on the time with his first master, well, mistress. She never had treated him too badly and what else he needed he got from other slaves using the same methods that he was trying to use now. The only small annoyance he had was that he was yet to find someone as emotionally needy and gullible as the hybrid he used to exploit.
Or so he thought…
Walking into the common room Ziggy sniffed the air as someone familiar hit his nose and then walked around silently, hiding his own scent and heart beat as he moved toward a sofa to set amber eyes on the body of a floppy looking baby-vamp, only a baby-vamp with some added extra jewellery that he did not have last time they met.
Well, this night just got a bit more interesting, didn’t it?
“How about a fox?” Ziggy asked with a grin as he looked over the sofa, catching the comment just in time to respond with what he felt was quite a clever little flirty remark. “What’s with the metal?” he asked next, giving the skewer a nod but resisted the urge to poke it.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 29, 2019 13:51:48 GMT 1
He hadn't heard nor smelt Ziggy entering the room and really he thought that was more down to being so deeply stuck into his own funk rather than because of any particular ability that the fox had. Not to mention the remnants of Zack's blood still buzzed lightly in the back of his mind as a constant reminder of what he was coming off of. It didn't help the addict in the slightest really because once that faded then what on earth did he have? Other than the urge to sneak into his sire's stash and steal something from there. Surely he'd be distracted by something else long enough for him to get away with that, he's pretty damn certain he could anyway.
The last thing he'd expected from his bitter little comment was a response. For a moment he just blinked up at Ziggy dumbfounded that he'd managed to sneak up on him, but then his lips curved into a paler version of his own grin but it was still a grin, "only if the fox is you," he couldn't resist flirting, even if he was on his deathbed the Jinn would most likely be a smart assed flirt. However, his grin faded a little at the reminder of the skewer through his leg and he looked at the thing with a little more solemness than was usual from him.
"It hurts," when he moves, when he stays still it's actually quite alright. At least it had stopped bleeding, his leg seemingly having healed around the thing. His healing ability just wasn't quite strong enough to eject the thing from his flesh, and he was far too much of a wimp to let anybody touch it. So it was for the bes that Ziggy didn't actually poke it. "Goes all the way through.. Some bastard pinned me to a bench. All he had to do was ask me not to leave, wasn't going nowhere." He let out a small chuff of a laugh, trying to seem normal despite the fact that all he could really think about was how many mixed emotions were whirling around him right now.
He doesn't do well with withdrawal and really he wanted to scream and shout and throw shit until some guard shoves a tranquiliser into his bloodstream. It was either that or raid his sire's room.. Or raid their dealer's room. Probably not the best of ideas considering that he can't quite get the concentration to turn to air with this bloody piece of metal sticking out of him. Impalement, apparently one of the best ways to keep the baby vamp from escaping from anywhere. Let's just hope nobody too sick minded ends up finding that particular thing out.
He took in a shallow breath and rubbed the heel of his palm into one of his eyes, "I'm in the midst of a rather bad string of luck. Probably because of the damn leprechaun I hospitalised." Not that Ez would blame Nate if that was the case, but it still sucked.
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Sept 29, 2019 16:00:53 GMT 1
Although this was really only the third time Ziggy had met Ez, he really did not have a hard time believing the guy could have pissed somebody off enough to get a skewer impaled in his leg. It was quite a funny sight and brought flashbacks to old days, when other slaves could get similar treatment for breaking rules or just because whoever they were sold to was having a bad day. Having never been on the receiving end of such treatment Ziggy could easily laugh at those who had. But the fox knew better than to laugh now and tried to keep as sympathetic appearance as he could despite wanting nothing more than to give the metal a hard thwack. Which no doubt would just cause much screaming and Ziggy rather Ez was happy for now.
“I am one of the better ones.” Ziggy replied with a cocky smile while shifting position slightly so he could look over the sofa a bit better at the baby-vampire, taking the reply as a potential ‘yes’ for things later, if the other guy could remove himself from his hiding come sulking place.
Ziggy would have scoffed at the ‘it hurts’ comment simply because it was obviously going to hurt having a large piece of metal in your leg when it should not be there but instead he just nodded, “I bet…” he said slowly. Just how long had it been there anyway? Ziggy tried to look closer and got the impression Ez’s leg was starting to heal around it if it hadn’t already done so with his enhanced capabilities. It honestly made the fox think the vamp to be a bit of a wimp for not having yanked it out himself as soon as it was stuck in or asked the nurse staff to do it if he was worried about taking any nerves and muscle with it.
“Seriously dude, why not just take it out?” He had to ask, sure it might be painful but the alternative was looking like you are waiting to be turned on a bonfire. “Guy who did it ain’t around, is he?” Ziggy guessed some threat about leaving it in or worse may come might make him think a second or two more about removing something like that but really no longer, so what was Ez’s excuse?
“No such thing as luck, good or bad.” Ziggy said with a shrug as he climbed over the sofa to kneel by Ez. “But suppose if there was that would qualify for it.” he said while pointing to the skewer. “Anything I can do? Provide a bit of pain relief, maybe?” There was a heavy hint of double meaning in that statement but even cocky Ziggy wasn’t bold enough to engage in anything in the dorm room so really his words could be taken literally, in that he was willing to share a bit of life energy to get Ez to stop his rather unflattering sulk.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 29, 2019 17:43:02 GMT 1
Ezra had been hurt badly before in the past but even then he'd always had somebody come to him to make him feel somewhat better.. Despite Dean, his old master, being the one who had usually been the cause of his past hurts the man had still comforted the Jinn and the ever hungry for attention male had soaked it all up and forgiven him time and time again all for those moments of affection. Perhaps he was a little more broken than he ever let anybody know, psychologically he was a mine field, outwardly though he knows he comes across as cocky most of the time. A little inappropriate. Confident. Usually he also had his drugs to help bolster that persona, now he was beginning to run dry and it was making him a little more snarkier than usual.
"It's a piece of metal through my leg," he said slowly, as if that were a stupid thing to suggest to him in the first place. Just take it out he says. In Ezra's mind it's really not that simple, the vampire knew he would heal, in his mind he knew it, but the fear of the pain wasn't something he could just smooth over either, "'just take it out'," he added in a small mumble as he gingerly touched his bloodstained jeans around the piece of metal. It still smelt like Zack and he wondered vaguely if his blood was still tainted that greenish colour.. That wouldn't help matters much because he might just end up licking his fingers like a desperate bastard.
He doesn't want to be desperate but he needed a damn fix sooner rather than later.
"I ain't so used to being hurt this bad," he added with a soft frown, "usually it's been more internal or like, y'know, unseen stuff." Truth be told he's kind of scared but like hell will he ever admit to that, he's a vampire, an air elemental with a ridiculous amount of power behind him. He shouldn't get scared. But then he's also a nineteen year old kid without a family to fall back on and pretty damn convinced that his sire doesn't have the sun shining out of his ass quite like Ez had first thought. But then that's his fault for pushing a persona upon the older vampire that just wasn't realistic. Ez sees what he wants to see. "Nah, I bit him.. So he's probably in the medical center? Psycho bastard."
He smirked a little bitter smile at the luck comment, "you haven't met a leprechaun, have ya? He'll have you tripping over your own feet by jinxing you with bad luck just cos he's in that mood.. I almost accidentally killed him, so uh.. Bad luck. But then you're here, so it can't be all too bad, right?" Ez obviously wasn't all too aware that Ziggy had ulterior motives when it came to anything, he especially wouldn't like the idea that he was being referred too as being sulking. Or unflattering. Probably be a bit pissed off about that actually.
"You can provide pain relief?" He asked, one eyebrow arched up suddenly, that had caught his attention mostly because he was thinking of opioids or morphine or something along those lines, that'd kill two birds with one stone, "because yes, yes, yes, help me out and I'll owe you big."
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Sept 30, 2019 10:06:06 GMT 1
As fun as Ez was and the potential he had for the future, Ziggy had a low tolerance for bullshit and if the baby-vamp continued in this self-pitying attitude mixed with the sarcasm then the fox could not see himself dealing with it maturely. Even now he had to fight not to laugh or simply punch the vampire who was not behaving anything like a vampire. A a small frown did cross his face but it faded soon after, “I can see that.” It just didn’t change the fact that Ziggy thought the dude should grow a pair and yank the thing out, what was a few minutes of pain compared to walking around like a decoration forever? If he knew who this guy’s sire was Ziggy would have gone to him and made him do it. Unless his sire was just as pathetic?
Keeping a sympathetic look to his face Ziggy nodded as Ez explained he was unused to being hurt so badly, taking that to mean he might be an emotional wreck if most of his pain was inside and unseen. In a way it made Ziggy pity the guy and think he was damn lucky to be in Manson, not thinking he would have survived five minutes under the watch of his own mistress or any other true vampire. Proper vampire she was, evil and more than a bit crazy but he felt you had to appreciate the fact she knew what she was and didn’t try to hide it.
“Well, pain doesn't, last and if he is locked up and not here to give you a new one…” Ziggy only reached for it a tiny bit but gestured a pulling motion. “You know, the thought is probably worse than the reality. What don’t kill you makes you stronger and other motivational shit.” he said with a chuckle just trying to lighten the mood and maybe a tiny bit mock Ez.
But no, Ziggy had never knowingly met a leprechaun, he knew they must exist but it didn’t change his opinion that there was no such thing as luck, only stuff that happens that is either good or bad. If some can make more bad happen well, then that isn’t luck, is it? It’s simply manipulating a situation. Ziggy was also just too arrogant to want to give credit to anything or anyone for his situations, he was the master of his own fate. “Not knowingly. He the one that staked you?” he asked curiously but then smiled. “Exactly, I’m here so things can only get better.” he said with a smile hearing Ez agreed him being here a bit of good. Pain relief wasn’t the most accurate term since Ziggy just healed which in itself should give relief from pain but he didn’t see reason to be overly particular about details and so just nodded. “I can… not in pills but I can make things less hurty.” Leaning forward Ziggy placed a hand to Ez’s cheek. “Touch makes it work better.” He said with and then moved to lock lips with him, pushing out some healing energy which should dull his nerves a little whilst his other hand moved slowly towards the skewer, with the plan to pull it out in one swift motion if Ez kept distracted enough.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Oct 1, 2019 12:32:08 GMT 1
Ezra would never give anybody any insight into what he'd gone through before he'd found Manson, mostly because he was ashamed of what he'd been but he also doesn't want people to look down at him like he's something damaged. So Ziggy could think what he wanted from the little comment he had made, it was preferable that he think him an emotional wreck rather than somebody who had been used and abused like a toy. Definitely preferable to be thought of as an emotional wreck than a used up wreck. Ez did appreciate the sympathy on Ziggy's face though, it was better than the accusatory looks he'd been given by those guards, like he should have known what Zack was going to do. He knew the guy was psychotic but he didn't realise he was an armed psycho, it had all spiralled out of control so damn quickly.
Idiot tasted pretty good though. Even the thought of it made him lick his lips slightly.
The mocking was enough to make his wan little smirk like smile return and he lifted a shoulder slightly in a pathetic excuse for a shrug, "I guess so." But, it would hurt. His mind still works very much in a human sense, despite never having been one he'd experienced a pretty human upbringing and things piercing through the leg were a cause for concern, "I'm an addict.. The shit they want to give me for the pain won't touch the surface," because of his tolerence levels, "... Never been stabbed before." By anything other than a pair of fangs and he'd liked that This on the other hand, no, not so much.
"Nah, I got staked by some psycho dark haired fae, forest fae he said he was.. Didn't realise they could be so damn twisted in the head but lesson learnt." Kind of. He was going to mess with Zack from a distance because he's a little shit and the damn fae deserves it entirely. Stab some trees or something, he'd hate that right? Stomp on a flower. Throw one of his potted plants at his stupid head.
The idea of pain relief added with Ziggy's smile and reassurance that yes, he was indeed here made the Jinn seemingly brighten up enough to smile a lot less shakily than he'd been doing beforehand. He may be gullible, he may be a little bit needy at times, but with a little bit of positive attention and reassurance he's usually quite easily handled. Calmed quickly. He's perhaps a little too trusting but it seems to work for him.. Probably proven as Ziggy's hand touched his cheek and the Jinn just nodded minutely, a ridiculously, almost childlike trust on his face for a moment before those lips touched his. Oh. Well, he couldn't see how this could be considered pain relief but he was all up for being taken advantage of if the fox was just after a kiss and so he returned it with a faint smile upon his lips and one hand lifting to light lay upon his arm.
He hadn't realised that he was going for the skewer. It hadn't even crossed his mind that he'd have it so suddenly yanked out either. The initial touch of the metal made him tense a little in surprise but, Ziggy was so warm, he wasn't aware that the slight tingling upon his skin was a byproduct of the fox's unknown ability but neither did he particularly care. Until the thing was yanked unexpectedly out of his leg and he yelped instantly in shock, fangs reflexively sliding out to pierce something. He tasted blood but whether it was his own or Ziggy's he couldn't quite tell, too busy suddenly breaking away from the fox to curse in a string of almost unintelligible words, finishing off with a whimpered, "son of a bitch.. What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He glanced down at his leg, at the oozing circular wound that remained and.. "Oh.. Damn.." It was gone. Well, in Ziggy's hand, but at least not in his leg.
He ignored the darker voice that told him to snatch it off the fox and jab him with it and instead touched his leg, a shaky little laugh leaving him before he pulled Ziggy in for a much, much happier kiss, shorter too because he pulled back moments later with a brighter grin, "feel free to keep touching me, it still hurts." Aches, a mild throb, nothing more than that, this really was more of an excuse to be touched.. worth a shot.
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 1, 2019 16:37:25 GMT 1
Ziggy couldn’t relate in the slightest to being an addict having never been emotionally or mentally dependant on anything, even if he tried he doubted he could truly have much genuine sympathy for those who find themselves reliant on a substance to get through the day or have to have a certain routine or object in place in order to leave the house. In his opinion it all showed a weakness of character and was possibly why he had never allowed himself to get into a relationship either. Dependance on another was not something he wanted and in order to be faithful that is what most expect to at least some degree. Life just made more sense to him when you take out that equation and just live for yourself. Whilst he had no clue to Ez’s past, Ziggy was guessing that Ez was only an addict because he was replacing drugs for something else he lost or felt he was lacking in.
“Would have thought with some of the types they got here they’d have something a vampire addict can use.” he said thoughtfully, like rhino tranquillisers maybe? Just hit him over the head? Ziggy would have considered both options if he had been treating Ezra to get him to stop whining and just do what was needed. It sounded like he had created his own situation so sympathy should be lacking.
Especially if the fae who stabbed him was the second fae he had an altercation with, it truly sounded to Ziggy like Ezra was a bit of an idiot or more emotionally needed than he first gave him credit for. It made the fox even happier that he hadn’t quiet yet invested himself fully into the guy because all the free energy simply wasn’t worth the emo-ish annoyances. Sure Ez was sort of cute but bunnies are cute and he ate them.
“Only fairies I heard of that are not nuts are in kids stories.” He blamed the magic they used, all the potions and poofing and glamouring can’t be good for anyones mental health, and of course the blood in them, if it made vampire go all drunken he guessed it might effect their own bodies too.
After touching lips Ziggy gave a smile, enjoying the kiss back as much as he could when he was somewhat dead inside, but it took a lot of effort not to drain him instead with the thought that forcing Ez to pass out was sort of providing pain relief in a roundabout way… The fox behaved and just fed into him whist his other had gripped onto and soon yanked out the skewer. In the moment Ziggy also felt a sharp pain but took a second to realise it was from Ez biting him in reaction. The skewer might have been smacked to Ez’s head in that moment but luckily the fox had more self control and instead just sat back, wiped his lip on his sleeve and somewhat with a triumphant expression twirled the piece of metal in his fingers.
Chuckling a little at the baby vamp’s reaction Ziggy smiled. “Nothing, nor is there with you now.” he said with a slight smirk before he got pulled into a bigger kiss. It wasn’t wanted but Ziggy did not fight it and just took the chance to feed into Ez a tiny bit more which should heal up a couple of nerve endings. “Would love to,” he lied, “But the most I have eaten tonight is a few mice so…can’t share too much.” he gave shrug and dropped the skewer. If Ez just wanted to hug for other reasons, Ziggy was not in the mood to play pretend so he hoped the previous excuse worked to get him out of it without too much questioning.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Oct 1, 2019 18:57:43 GMT 1
Really, he was being a wimp. They most likely did have something that they could have given him within the medical center to make him numb to the pain but instead he'd escaped because he had worked himself up into a bit of a state over having to go through something he simply didn't want too. Ezra will readily admit that he's not so good with working through his emotions and without his drugs hitting his system as strongly as they used to do then he's a little more unstable than he's ever been before in Manson. Which includes when he was initially turned into a vampire. It's not a state he wants to be in, and certainly not one he wants to stagnate in for long.
However, right now, to Ziggy's thoughtful comment he just rolled his eyes and snorted, "probably do, but I slipped away.. made a mountain out of a mole hill maybe, but.." He'd been scared. He would readily admit he wasn't like Ziggy, he'd been sheltered for a long time before he'd met Dean, perhaps he still was somewhat sheltered. Ezra will never be ashamed of being worried about having a metal thing pulled out of his flesh. Never. Anybody sane would be worried. Probably wouldn't have run away with it through them either but he wasn't thinking about the insanity in his own actions.
"Lesson learnt when it comes to the fae. They're assholes." He hasn't met many of them in all fairness but Nate had jinxed him before they'd come to an arrangement and Zack had stabbed him. So, yes. Assholes. "Tasty though.." He added in a small mumble, might be better just to visit Carpe and get himself a little shot every now and then though. If he's even allowed outside of the walls after what he'd done.
He was in a little bit of shock over the whole thing really, the ache of the thing was still very much present but it was fading swiftly enough as he happily kissed the fox. Really he hadn't thought of doing anything else, he was pleased, he was happy, laughing would have made him seem a little insane because he knows it would have come out sounding exactly like that.. He was crazily relieved. And feeling a little foolish. And he kind of wanted to cry. Sort of wanted to punch something too. Or stab a tree. He glanced at the skewer and the darker than usual blood that stained the thing, then down to his leg where he swiped up a little fresh blood and stuck the finger in his mouth. Still a little fae in his system, not much perhaps, enough to not have him screaming for a fix though so that was something at least.
He returned the smirk, "a few mice? That doesn't sound enjoyable at all.. Man, I wish I could pay you back somehow, but, ain't got nothing." And no means to get himself anything either. He glanced at the crimson little stain on his sleeve and resisted that little voice telling him to just ask for him to kiss his leg better.. He probably wouldn't, not everybody likes blood like he does. But he also ignored the voice that told him to grab Ziggy's face and drive it against his thigh to make that connection that'd instantly give him back most of his abilities without an issue. The fox had helped him, they were both bleeding, there wouldn't be a better time than now but could he bring himself to do that here and now? Maybe not. "I could give you anything, but I'm kind of cut off."
Ezra certainly isn't lecherous enough to try and jump somebody after he's just had something pulled out of his leg so Ziggy wasn't in any danger of being jumped. Just of having his attention demanded for a little longer. Ez probed at his leg again, smiling a little when he realised that the skin was closing over, in the next second he made his hand mist away but then reappear within moments, "can grab you something from someplace in Manson though? Somethin' tastier than some crunchy mice or something?"
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 2, 2019 16:15:15 GMT 1
If Ezra had slipped away then possibly someone would be coming to look for him, that seemed good enough reason to try and talk some sense into the guy or just force him into a position where he had no choice but to have his piercing removed. Ziggy wasn’t feeling altruistic in the slightest, he just didn’t want to be seen as attached in any way to someone as pathetic as this so called ‘vampire’, at least not when the patheticness was so clearly on display.
Stupid the fox could somewhat deal with because most people are pretty dumb really. Though Ez said he had learnt his lesson, Ziggy didn’t believe it simply because Ez also mentioned they were ‘tasty’, and he said how limited his self control was being an addict. It made Ziggy question again just who this dudes sire was and how he could have allowed Ez to have such free reign that he got into these situations. Even if the sire didn’t care for his baby-vamps safety Ziggy thought the guy might just want to save himself the embarrassment from knowing this happened. “Might be best to just go to the bar next time.” Ziggy said with a small smirk.
If he was allowed out… Was this the kind of thing that got you grounded or even moved up a level? It sounded to Ziggy like the second bite might have been more to blame on the forest fae but still, some punishment should come. Ziggy was curious to what it might be, to see where boundaries lay. With his own level being a three and seeing that as harsh he thought anything less than a four for Ez or at least a temporary five would be kind of unfair. Would make access to him a bit harder too probably…
For sure he wouldn’t be able to go out with the skewer so Ziggy figured he was doing them both a favour by pulling it out, start the process of getting that wimpy attitude back under the surface again, not all problems should be talked about after all. Getting bit in response was really a mild complaint and Ziggy knew he could heal himself quick enough so he didn’t make a fuss, unlike some.
Getting paid back was important to Ziggy but he could collect later, and I.O.U of sorts to hold over Ez seemed like a fun thing to have regardless of the fact that he could get most ‘things’ himself if he really wanted to. Info was harder but he now kind of had June for that so he felt like he should use Ezra for something else, who knows how reliable an addicts info is anyway? His brain is probably cooked.
“They are not as bad as you think if you avoid the street ones.” Ziggy said while licking his lip a little, crunchy and plump but without the trash smell but refocused when Ez said he could give anything but was cut off. Ziggy assumed that meant drug or booze wise, neither of which appealed to him too much but he guessed he could sell things on to those that were dependant. “Don’t worry about it for now, not all things need paying back.” Immediately that is.
Seeing Ez mist his hand away Ziggy wondered why he didn’t do that before with his leg… he could only think the guy was in too much pain or too dumb to try it. “If I want something, I can get it myself mostly.” Ziggy said plainly, “How about an I.O.U? Still pretty new here after all, bound to find something I need but can’t get at some point what with the staff here still assessing me.” He didn’t know if they were really but it seemed possible, hopefully to downgrade him too.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Oct 3, 2019 18:07:05 GMT 1
Ezra would argue that he is most definitely a vampire, you don't have to be an evil bastard or bitch in order to be a vampire. Just fangs, right? And the ability to control oneself when it comes to being around other people, otherwise you're more a monster than a vampire. He's never known any darker Vampires, the worst he's seen is when Vaith woke from that unintentional two week nap and was none too gentle with his fangs or his appetite. That's the worst thing he's seen from his kind. Barring the whole killing of those two people he'd done, but he wasn't counting that because that had been a complete accident. Really, if he's being honest, he doesn't really know what it means to be a vampire. Other than that he had to drink blood as a staple in his diet. Well, it was his only diet at the moment.
He smiled somewhat sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck, "yeah, not a bad idea.. The first one wasn't my fault, to be fair. He seduced me, I nicked him, the rest is history." Zack though, he totally knew what he was doing there, he'd went out of his way to see him and try his luck. But he doesn't think that he can be blamed really.. He needed a fix and he won't take responsibility for his actions if nobody else is going to tell him to do so. He did pretty much have free reign purely because it has been difficult to keep him in one place with his abilities, he had no structure, hell he wasn't even signed up for any classes. Was there a class on how to be a vampire? He's pretty sure he has it down, he's not quite Vaith level suave and sexy but he could learn. He's already got a suit, a type of outfit he'd never really worn before but figured maybe it might come in handy some time. Some vampy shindig or whatever.
Not all things need paying back.. Ez cocked a brow at that idea because in his experience everybody always wants something for doing something nice. Nearly always anyway. So that made the Jinn a little suspicious almost instantly but he didn't say anything about it, just made a small sound of assent and blinked at the guy as he nibbled on a nail to get the flaked blood out from beneath it. Not hygienic but then is he really going to catch any disease from germs? He's quite literally dead already so probably not.. Damn, dead already, that made him kind of sad to think about so he shook it off internally and just grinned at Ziggy.
"That works," he agreed easily, "I owe you something big." He didn't mind when the guy came to collect, hopefully he'd have something more to give him when the time came. He was going to be demanding Vaith help him find somebody to bind him too sometime soon because this as ridiculous, just plain stupid and he was fed up with it. He can't handle the rush of stupid emotions within his head. It was confusing and couldn't be dealt with by speaking alone because he couldn't figure out quite why he felt like shit other than because he didn't have drugs. And that wasn't so easy to fix anymore. Maybe he should go to a counselling session sometime, it might help. Might just piss him off.
"I got issues," he added as a bit of an obvious afterthought. Most of his born abilities were becoming muffled or harder to do whenever he was around fresh blood or if he's injured, it's difficult to get your hands on him most of the time but if he's been hurt then he's pretty much just a vampire who might just be possible of flight if he really puts his mind too it, "but.. I'm glad I got friends like you 'round here, sucks to be alone," his attention moved back to the fox and he decided to change the subject, "you got settled much better since last time I saw you? I mean, you're obviously allowed on the grounds if you're hunting mice," still gross, "so level two?"
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 5, 2019 10:43:47 GMT 1
The more he thought the more the idea that Ez owed him appealed to Ziggy, sure he could have named something he wanted on the spot but it would be an impulse choice rather than something he really needed or wanted, this way gave him time to think. Could he get Ez to take blame for something in the future? It had been pretty easy for him to make other slaves do that in the past but Ez seemed a bit more independent than to willing do that unless there was good reason, like owing a favour. Ziggy didn’t plan to do anything where he got caught but to have some kind of get of jail free card was an appalling prospect, it meant he maybe could afford to be a bit riskier. “Something big hu? Will remember that.” he joked trying to keep the mood light but was actually taking the vampire at his word on that.
Hearing Ez had issues didn’t surprise Ziggy much, he could have told the guy that and probably using less polite words too. But Ziggy guessed some professional here, probably that blonde werewolf, was writing down a list of googled terms he felt were a fitting title to put on file here for a mysterious street fox. “Everyone has issues.” Ziggy interrupted with a shrug while he stood and stretched his back but how you deal with them was entirely down to the individual. Poorly, from what he could see in Ez’s case.
Looking down Ziggy had to fight the urge to grin hearing himself called a friend as he wasn’t sure he could do so without it appearing like a sarcastic smirk. He would argue that being alone was nothing bad either but he sensed Ez was after some kind of solidarity so nodded. “Does but kinda used to it myself.” Was as honest reply he could give.
That said he started to move towards a small kitchenette area to make a drink but glanced back towards Ez as he spoke again. “Three. But think thats kinda temporary, being a shifter and all guess they like to make sure I got a handle on it and don’t go feral with the moon.” Ziggy said while reaching for a cup, he for sure hoped it was temporary as the curfew was rather annoying. “I don’t, if you were wondering. Just like to snack really.” Moving to the fridge he got out some milk too. Tea sounded good.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Oct 6, 2019 17:07:12 GMT 1
Ez probably wouldn't mind taking the fall for something for Ziggy, in his twisted little mind that just means he'd be taking one 'for the team'. As long as he's not covering for some kind of murder or something.. Ezra likes to think he's at least charismatic and harmless enough that the staff will give him the benefit of the doubt. Or at least he hopes so. Preferably they wouldn't blame his sire for it either, Vaith isn't responsible for half of the things that he does or has done, Ez is just a little bit of a train wreck when he's unsupervised. Even Dean had been well aware of that. But then Manson was supposed to be helping with his more self destructive tendencies. So far he hadn't really got very far with that. If anything he's actually got worse, he wasn't dead before he came here after all. Oops.
He smirked a little at the comment that he'd remember that though, at least that meant he would be remembered by the fox until he paid back the favour, whatever that may be. Favours he can understand, he's owed many of them in the past and always made good on his promise, "okay, that works for me. I'm not into the whole killing people thing though, so.. I don't really want to do nothing like that, not saying you'd want that type of favour, but I gotta cover the basis." Just like he had to do whenever he gained a new master, the whole no wishing for more wishes, no causing people to fall in love with them, bring back the dead, etc. Even something as powerful as him has limitations.
Ez chuckled when he admitted that everybody had issues. It was true, especially within Manson, everybody has some problem or other and he for one had enough to keep a bunch of psychiatrists occupied if he bothered to actually voice half of them. But he wasn't talking to any of the professionals here unless they forced him too and really he was happy enough self dosing himself with drugs. Or he was when he could get himself some decent enough drugs anyway. He didn't even mind being alone when he was off his face, the world wasn't as dark then. He didn't need constant reassurance or company then.
Not that he'd admit to needing that now.. He knows how desperately pathetic that'd make him sound.
"They gotta make sure you dont go moon crazy? But.. Aren't you just a regular old shifter? I mean, do werefoxes exist?" When it comes to shifters he's really quite ignorant about a lot of information regarding them.. If he got bit by a fox and ended up shifting into one once every month he'd be pretty annoyed about that actually, it'd be a little anticlimatic considering he could be a wolf or a lion or something big and frightening like a big ol' bear. But a fox.. He would do his best not to snicker a little when Ziggy corrects him on his assumption.
Tea would have sounded good if he could stomach the stuff, but he couldn't so it wasn't even worth entertaining the idea. But Ez disappeared from where he was sat and reappeared sat cross legged on piece of counter that Ziggy wouldn't be using, "... So what other secrets have you got, hu? You can heal a little bit, like to snack on chubby mice, not against distracting panicky vampires with a smooch," he grinned lopsidedly, his confidence beginning to seep back slowly now that he was no longer a shishkabob, "do you sleep naked? Or like midnight snacks?" Foxes are nocturnal, right?
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 7, 2019 9:58:46 GMT 1
Ziggy was a little offended that it would be assumed he might want someone killed as a favour to him, the fox was no murderer, just a predator, he felt there was a massive difference. Yes, some had died around him but he wouldn’t take blame for that as just because he could heal did not mean he always had to fully or he be constantly putting his own life in danger. Giving a smile though he nodded, “Ok, no covering for murdering.” Ziggy replied in a slight sing-song voice, sounding more amused than anything but also curious that a vampire had any sort of moral conscience. Just what was Ez’s sire teaching him? Or not teaching, as it seemed to actually be the case.
If he had to name something then Ziggy would likely want to be covered for stealing something, while he can get himself most things he knew there would come a point when he wants to get out into town, treat himself and having little to no money, stealing was his only option. With Ez’s vampire speed and ability to turn into air, Ziggy didn’t think it would be impossible for him to be seen as a possible thief. Or use Ez to get himself a few extra hours outside time? He was sure the vampire would lie for him, cover for him, maybe smoke into his room and make it seem like it was lived in.
“Yeah. I’m a werefox, just the moon doesn’t effect us…the same way. Staff don’t want to take my word though, can’t blame them too much for that.” Ziggy didn’t want to say ‘at all’ incase the word got out as right now the staff thinking it did have some hold on him was the only thing that was allowing him more outside time than they would otherwise give. “But we just need to be under it, it feed the healing gifts and the shifting ability.” Boiling the kettle Ziggy fond some teabags and dropped one in the cup he had just brought down.
Turning Ziggy eyed Ez as he suddenly was on the counter… weird ability that was and he was a tiny bit envious, not that he ever voice as such. Grinning, he looked down and shrugged a little, any other secrets would stay just as that for now feeling like he had already shared far too much with Ez. Nothing more he gave would help right now, you can know too much about a person.
“I don’t sleep naked, sorry to disappoint. Got to leave something to the imagination should I have to run out suddenly.” Midnight snacks were nice sometimes but Ez already knew he liked mice. “Why don’t you tell me a secret about you?” he asked with a smile and turned back away to finish making tea. “I bet you have a lot hidden away.”
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Oct 8, 2019 17:29:00 GMT 1
Ez had to cover the basics, he was pretty certain that there were more killers within Manson than there were innocent people.. He for one wouldn't peg himself as a murderer but it had happened. So who was to say that the sneaky little fox wasn't a murderer too? You can never be too sure. Ez might be the trusting type of person but he's also well aware that people aren't always what they seem, but he's more than willing to give them the benefit of the doubt until they fuck up. And so far, thanks to the healed over hole in his leg and the scent of blood growing old on the air he was more than willing to trust Ziggy. Plus he was more than easy on the eye, Ezra is easily won over by a pretty face. The sing song voiced reply just made him snicker quietly though and he would have nudged the guy playfully if he'd been closer. The Jinn would be a little put off to think that Ziggy thinks being a vampire meant having no moral conscience though.. because damn, what kind of vampires had he met?
Any potential other favours though.. Well he's open to most things, particularly if it meant causing a little mischief.
He didn't bother apologising for not knowing that werefoxes existed, just quirked an eyebrow and looked marginally amused at the thought instead. Werefox, ooh, scary. He thinks he did quite well in not outright laughing because it was pretty damn funny in his opinion. "So the moon is basically your giant battery? That kind of makes sense, like plants need sunlight for energy, but you're opposite." So.. What would happen if he was kept away from moonlight? "Would you go a little crazy if they shut you away from it? Or just wither like a fae in a metal cage?" He sounded pretty nonchalant but he was curious about the answer, not so much so that he didn't pause to wait as he leant over the edge of the counter to the small refrigerator and felt around blindly for a bloodbag.
He made a small sound of triumph as he pulled one out and promptly bit into the thing as delicately as he could. It had taken a while not to spill a little when he opened these, but he was there now. The babyvamp took a few mouthfuls so he could hold it without spilling and licked the corner of his lip, "a secret? I guess telling you that I do sleep naked wouldn't be much of a secret, hu?" He leant his back against the wall, legs once more tucked up and shrugged a shoulder loosely, "I don't know.. I'm pretty much an open book," apart from the whole Jinn thing but he wasn't going to tell Ziggy about that because of this, he wasn't that much of a trusting person. But, people knew he could make stuff, so that wasn't exactly a closely guarded secret as such..
"I can make almost anythin'," he admitted instead with a lazier grin, "most of the time.. Like I said, kind of cut off at the moment but by anything I mean anything. Apart from living things, can't do souls and stuff. Diamonds, rubies, chocolate bars galore, uh, other things, like tv's and stuff? It's basic.. Useful though." It was more than basic, but he didn't see it as that impressive. Mostly because he lacks vision of what he could really do with his abilities if given the choice. He prefers to just do little things. Having to get things the hard way is just annoying..
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